Hark The Herald by Tommy Walker

Hark The Herald
by Tommy Walker

Hark! the herald angels sing,
'Glory to the newborn king;
Peace on earth, and mercy mild;
God and sinners reconciled.'
Joyful, all ye nations, rise,
Join the triumph of the skies;
With angelic hosts proclaim,
'Christ is born in Bethlehem.'
Hark! the herald angels sing,
'Glory to the newborn king!'

Christ, by highest Heav'n adored,
Christ the everlasting Lord:
Late in time behold Him come,
Offspring of a virgin's womb.
Veiled in flesh the Godhead see,
Hail th' incarnate Deity!
Pleased as man with men to dwell
Jesus our Immanuel.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
'Glory to the newborn King!'

Glory, honor, to the new born King
Blessing, worship, our best gifts we bring

Hail the Heav'n born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Sun of righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris'n with healing in His Wings:
Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die;
Born to raise the sons of earth;
Born to give them second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
'Glory to the newborn King!'

Come, Desire of nations, come!
Fix in us Thy humble home:
Rise, the woman's conqu'ring seed,
Bruise in us the serpent's head;
Adam's likeness now efface,
Stamp Thine image in its place:
Second Adam from above,
Reinstate us in Thy love.
Hark! the herald angels sing,
'Glory to the newborn King!'

Glory, honor, to the new born King
Blessing, worship, our best gifts we bring